I did start uploading the photos from our visit to the museums but somewhere between hitting Send and taking a nap i got a bit distracted. I spent most of yesterday trying to compile evidence in the form of copies of my bigger than A3 sized diplomas, university transcript results, past work and invoices. This is to prove to the Künstlersozialkasse [KSK] that i am in fact a real "designer" and not some random person off the street claiming that she is an "Artist" and wants the government to help sponsor her health insurance. And every message or forum who speaks of this elite program says it's not so easy to get into but once accepted, it's worth all the waiting and the trouble.
Why does this feel like i'm applying for university?
We're running out of working space and have resulted to using the ironing board as a surface. A4 photocopies of anything that backs up my case are grouped in piles, hoping that they may get me one step closer. So i'm digging through my folio and looking through my records.
But before i get back into that, i'll show you some photos from the weekend. I guess with Summer around the corner and the temperatures are slowly rising, more and more activities are available for the public. It's not very often that there's a Night of the Museums and where ticket holders can visit as many or as little museums and galleries as they wish for only 1 price. So J and i thought, we'd do something other than sitting in the apartment and wasting the weekend away.
After buying our tickets, we got a bit side tracked and ended up having pizza in the Altstadt. J is convinced this one place has "the best pizza in the world". I wouldn't go so far as claiming "the world" but it was pretty damn good. We followed the crowd and looked on our mini maps for the closest museum. We had noted down a few of the ones that were of interest and out of 37 we were sure we wanted to see at least 5.
The Ship museum was the first on our list. I think in both of our heads we thought we'd go into this converted lighthouse and walk down into the cellar to see it transform into the interior of a ship...
Boy were we wrong! All there were were glass cabinets of miniature scaled ships in very small rooms. It didn't help that the guide who was enthusiastically explaining the origins of each ship was speaking in German and i could feel the oxygen levels dropping which made standing up right even harder.
And so i went off and tried to capture images of probably the most boring museum i've ever been to. So if you're ever on this side of the world, i highly recommend that you don't go to the ship museum.
So yea, you could walk up the lighthouse and each level had a room with even more miniature ships. Then you get to the top and there was a little café with an all-round view of Düsseldorf which was quite nice. But we only stayed for the duration of how long it took for me to take the photo and then off we went.
On our way out we noticed a Haribo candy tent.
Multi-coloured filled boxes lined the table with all sorts of candy. Any person with a sweet-tooth would have creamed their pants. There was just too much to choose from.
I'm not much of a candy fan but figured we'd use it to fuel our night, should our sugar levels drop at any point. So ended up getting just over 200 grams.
Next stop was the Lüpertz exhibition: Skulls. J tried to look interested but somehow it wasn't so exciting. We made one round and paused momentarily infront of each piece trying to appreciate the brush strokes but i guess we were pressed for time because they were closing and before we knew it, we were out the door heading to the next exhibition.
After about 20 minutes walking along the Rhine we ended up at the glass museum. There were people everywhere and music was pouring out of the exit. Stepping into the space felt like i was in Emerald City with it's green tiling and high ceilings. My feet were exhausted because i decided to wear my boots instead of normal walking shoes. So we took a short break and people watched for a moment.
And then continued on looking through the glass cabinets with glass sculptures in them.
One captured the light so effortlessly and looked like soft lava. It was simply beautiful. I'm sure you could stare at it for hours and every angle would give you a new impression.
Through to the other section was a big hall with music and lights. One of the local radio stations was streaming live past hits. And in the centre of the hall were people grinding and grooving their hips to 90's dance hits. For a second there, i felt like i had walked back in time and was at some junior high school dance waiting our turn so we could dance under the spot light.
After awhile it got a bit stuffy and so we needed to leave. There were still a lot of people lined up across the street waiting for the free shuttle bus that would take them to their next desired museum/gallery.
We found some seating across from the gallery and watched the not quite full-moon make an appearance. And watched some people desperately looking for their Rolex that a person had dropped when he tried to jump over the bed of flowers. I'm not sure if they actually found what they were looking for but the long strokes of the lights' latterns created a pretty trail.
Our next stop was the Michel Comte's photography exhibition at the NRW Forum. And i'm guessing by the number of people there, we weren't the only ones eager to see the photos. And i have to say his work is amazing. His eye for detail and his ability to capture the moment was beyond words.
And the above photo is when i got told off by the security guard that i wasn't allowed to take photos. Of course it was right at the entrance, i might as well have shoved the camera in front of the security's face. But i swear i saw at least half a dozen people around the corner taking photos WITH FLASH!
So i spent most of the night hiding behind J and positioning my camera at my hip just so i wouldn't look so obvious. And i must say, most of them turned out alright.
Time seemed to tick so fast because before we knew it it was 2am and the galleries were closing. We thought we had enough time but apparently not. So we jumped on the free shuttle bus and headed to the edge of the city where we took a cab to where we parked our car at the Hauptbahnhof [main train station].
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After resting my already exhausted feet, i then changed into my brown cords and dancing shoes. And before we knew it we were off to Rheingold for Electrolism. The club stays open till 3 in the afternoon, so one doesn't have to worry about getting there too late and in fear that it will close soon.
But i can't say the girls there are that friendly since each time we're there, i feel like they're giving me the evils. The boys on the other hand, are a bit more friendly and are eager to talk to me and the only way to get them to back off is if J and i interrupt our dancing or moments of rest every 10 minutes with a kiss or an affectionate hug.
But it's all good, nobody's really rude and we pretty much keep to ourselves.
Although i have to say it wasn't the best of nights but at least i managed to squeeze in a bit of a shimmy and a dance. And as a result the last 3 days my legs have been feeling rather crippled.
Oh and we also got our photo taken by TRYY but i have to register and log-in in order to get the bigger photos but i can't be arsed to do that right now. So here are some little ones for you to look at and one of us with one of J's friends...
And another one that the clubs' photographer took. You can click on the links below the photos to check out the other people too.
Why does this feel like i'm applying for university?
We're running out of working space and have resulted to using the ironing board as a surface. A4 photocopies of anything that backs up my case are grouped in piles, hoping that they may get me one step closer. So i'm digging through my folio and looking through my records.
But before i get back into that, i'll show you some photos from the weekend. I guess with Summer around the corner and the temperatures are slowly rising, more and more activities are available for the public. It's not very often that there's a Night of the Museums and where ticket holders can visit as many or as little museums and galleries as they wish for only 1 price. So J and i thought, we'd do something other than sitting in the apartment and wasting the weekend away.
After buying our tickets, we got a bit side tracked and ended up having pizza in the Altstadt. J is convinced this one place has "the best pizza in the world". I wouldn't go so far as claiming "the world" but it was pretty damn good. We followed the crowd and looked on our mini maps for the closest museum. We had noted down a few of the ones that were of interest and out of 37 we were sure we wanted to see at least 5.
The Ship museum was the first on our list. I think in both of our heads we thought we'd go into this converted lighthouse and walk down into the cellar to see it transform into the interior of a ship...
Boy were we wrong! All there were were glass cabinets of miniature scaled ships in very small rooms. It didn't help that the guide who was enthusiastically explaining the origins of each ship was speaking in German and i could feel the oxygen levels dropping which made standing up right even harder.
And so i went off and tried to capture images of probably the most boring museum i've ever been to. So if you're ever on this side of the world, i highly recommend that you don't go to the ship museum.
So yea, you could walk up the lighthouse and each level had a room with even more miniature ships. Then you get to the top and there was a little café with an all-round view of Düsseldorf which was quite nice. But we only stayed for the duration of how long it took for me to take the photo and then off we went.
On our way out we noticed a Haribo candy tent.
Multi-coloured filled boxes lined the table with all sorts of candy. Any person with a sweet-tooth would have creamed their pants. There was just too much to choose from.
I'm not much of a candy fan but figured we'd use it to fuel our night, should our sugar levels drop at any point. So ended up getting just over 200 grams.
Next stop was the Lüpertz exhibition: Skulls. J tried to look interested but somehow it wasn't so exciting. We made one round and paused momentarily infront of each piece trying to appreciate the brush strokes but i guess we were pressed for time because they were closing and before we knew it, we were out the door heading to the next exhibition.
After about 20 minutes walking along the Rhine we ended up at the glass museum. There were people everywhere and music was pouring out of the exit. Stepping into the space felt like i was in Emerald City with it's green tiling and high ceilings. My feet were exhausted because i decided to wear my boots instead of normal walking shoes. So we took a short break and people watched for a moment.
And then continued on looking through the glass cabinets with glass sculptures in them.
One captured the light so effortlessly and looked like soft lava. It was simply beautiful. I'm sure you could stare at it for hours and every angle would give you a new impression.
Through to the other section was a big hall with music and lights. One of the local radio stations was streaming live past hits. And in the centre of the hall were people grinding and grooving their hips to 90's dance hits. For a second there, i felt like i had walked back in time and was at some junior high school dance waiting our turn so we could dance under the spot light.
After awhile it got a bit stuffy and so we needed to leave. There were still a lot of people lined up across the street waiting for the free shuttle bus that would take them to their next desired museum/gallery.
We found some seating across from the gallery and watched the not quite full-moon make an appearance. And watched some people desperately looking for their Rolex that a person had dropped when he tried to jump over the bed of flowers. I'm not sure if they actually found what they were looking for but the long strokes of the lights' latterns created a pretty trail.
Our next stop was the Michel Comte's photography exhibition at the NRW Forum. And i'm guessing by the number of people there, we weren't the only ones eager to see the photos. And i have to say his work is amazing. His eye for detail and his ability to capture the moment was beyond words.
And the above photo is when i got told off by the security guard that i wasn't allowed to take photos. Of course it was right at the entrance, i might as well have shoved the camera in front of the security's face. But i swear i saw at least half a dozen people around the corner taking photos WITH FLASH!
So i spent most of the night hiding behind J and positioning my camera at my hip just so i wouldn't look so obvious. And i must say, most of them turned out alright.
Michel Comte was born in Zurich in 1954. He trained as an art restorer and then taught himself photography. In 1979, he received his first advertising commission from Karl Lagerfeld for the fashion label Chloé and moved to Paris. In 1981 he moved to New York and later to Los Angeles for his work on American Vogue. He describes his restless life with the words: »I have always lived on the edge«. As soon as he notices that his life is lacking risk, he moves on and focuses on something new. Perhaps it is in his genes. After all, he is the grandson of aviator Alfred Comte. Within the space of a few years, Comte went from being an unknown photographer to being the most wanted man in the business and had established himself as one of the world’s busiest fashion and magazine photographers. He has worked for Vanity Fair and Vogue, and shot portraits of celebrities from the world of art, music, and entertainment including Julian Schnabel, Jeremy Irons, Demi Moore, Mike Tyson, Carla Bruni, and Michael Schumacher, creating icons of portrait photography in the process. But in addition to portrait and fashion photography, Comte is increasingly branching out into journalistic and documentary photography. He has worked for the Red Cross and for his own Water Foundation and has travelled through war zones in Afghanistan, Iraq, Bosnia, or the Sudan. He is currently working on a film about the atrocities committed during the rule of the Khmer Rouge. The NRW-Forum retrospective will also include these kinds of photographs, thereby showcasing both facets of Michael Comte’s talent. [source]
Time seemed to tick so fast because before we knew it it was 2am and the galleries were closing. We thought we had enough time but apparently not. So we jumped on the free shuttle bus and headed to the edge of the city where we took a cab to where we parked our car at the Hauptbahnhof [main train station].
...
After resting my already exhausted feet, i then changed into my brown cords and dancing shoes. And before we knew it we were off to Rheingold for Electrolism. The club stays open till 3 in the afternoon, so one doesn't have to worry about getting there too late and in fear that it will close soon.
But i can't say the girls there are that friendly since each time we're there, i feel like they're giving me the evils. The boys on the other hand, are a bit more friendly and are eager to talk to me and the only way to get them to back off is if J and i interrupt our dancing or moments of rest every 10 minutes with a kiss or an affectionate hug.
But it's all good, nobody's really rude and we pretty much keep to ourselves.
Although i have to say it wasn't the best of nights but at least i managed to squeeze in a bit of a shimmy and a dance. And as a result the last 3 days my legs have been feeling rather crippled.
Oh and we also got our photo taken by TRYY but i have to register and log-in in order to get the bigger photos but i can't be arsed to do that right now. So here are some little ones for you to look at and one of us with one of J's friends...
And another one that the clubs' photographer took. You can click on the links below the photos to check out the other people too.
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